Yi Xifeng realized that this was the right path. Only after he made up his mind could he receive feedback from the world of swordsmanship.
"Thank you." Yi Xifeng continued to climb up.
With his amazing arm strength and endurance, even without relying on his true energy, he could still walk on flat ground in this steep mountain rock.
Ten feet.
Twenty feet.
Thirty feet.
In Yi Xifeng's eyes, there is only the persistence to keep improving.
"Impossible, impossible! How could Heaven recognize you!"
When the man in rich clothes saw this scene, his eyes were full of surprise.
"Yes! It's like that!" The woman in gorgeous clothes panicked and looked for the next step, but she couldn't find it. If I fell from here, my path of swordsmanship would definitely come to an abrupt end.
The figure of Yi Xifeng above is climbing up step by step, gradually getting away from him. Although the movement is slow, it has a goal and direction.
"He can travel that far using your way. It's time for him to go up."
It turns out that after climbing for a long time, a banyan tree appeared among the surrounding rock walls for a long time.
A gust of mountain wind blew, making Yi Xifeng's clothes rustle.
It was not until she climbed there that Caorong Lu felt that the warm current brought by heaven's feedback was gradually fading.
Kaka——
One step spans more than ten feet!
The places where the descendants left traces are all the most dangerous places they experienced while climbing that mountain. You have to be extra cautious at every step, as you may fall off the cliff with one wrong step.
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"Do we have to be like him?" Looking at Yi Xifeng, who was lying on the rock with his whole body, the man in fine clothes felt repelled in his heart.
The fingers of the fair-skinned young man were firmly and weakly grasping the rock peaks. I looked back at the scenery in front of me, and the low white marks were visible in my eyes.
Yi Xifeng looked at the big words behind his eyes in astonishment. As he continued to climb downward, there was any rock in his hand to use as leverage. He took it and fell off. I suddenly looked down and looked up. There was still no way to go down.
Along the way, there is a sudden cliff edge, but the rock wall at the edge is as unreachable as ice shoes.
I felt my muscles quivering, as if whining, begging me to stop, constantly attacking the will in my mind. Even so, the downward climb never stopped.
First half.
After Yi Xifeng finished speaking, he only heard a crisp sound and saw pieces of pieces falling apart.
When we encounter those dangerous places on the way, we will take a break and press on the rocks. In order to give a little encouragement to those who come. Maybe we are not acquaintances, but this approach can make people feel a sense of belonging.
A warm current.
Even in the past thousands of years, people have rarely heard of the punishment of Heavenly Thunder, and some of them are only a few words in ancient scrolls. Not to mention the repayment of the Great Way after Heavenly Thunder.
It was as if there was no voice that kept echoing in my ears, urging me to give up.
In an instant, the sky and the earth rotate, the scene is constantly changing, the surrounding scenery spreads slowly, the heaven and earth are harmonious, and the sword falls from the clouds.
A clear sound of breaking was heard. The woman in gorgeous clothes looked up and saw that the steps on her feet had stopped cracking and breaking. She saw that the sword of heaven inserted at her feet had long since dissipated.
There is still no way to go beyond that, it is the end of the white mark, and there are rocks for me to pave the way.
Eight hundred feet.
I came down at the one hundred and forty-fourth foot, but before the one hundred and forty-fourth foot, there was Tianchi.
Yi Xifeng continued to climb down. The small ray of heaven that came down at the beginning was feeding me back, which was constantly repairing my body.
The halo reappeared, the surrounding scenery changed again, and the vision of heaven reappeared, but all of it was intense in Yi Xifeng's eyes.
Two hundred feet.
Now Yi Xifeng is like a puppet, repeating the same actions, raising his arms, picking at rocks, using his strength, and kicking his legs, all in one go.
But until the last moment.
I saw another wisp of rock - seven hundred and eighty-eight feet, Zhu Yun.
There is an annoying noise between here and there.
The sky changes from deep white to gray. There are big trees growing in the gaps of the white marks. They stand hard among the rock peaks. The canopy of the big trees is obvious. The wind blows under the canopy.
There was a rustling sound, as if whispering in Cao Ronglu's ears.
It disappeared together with the stairs, but there was no trace of the woman in gorgeous clothes.
Perhaps this Zhu Yun who left his name has already reached his peak...
Each and every descendant, in their own unique way, has always been by my side, accompanying me in my climb.
As her feet took a step forward, the woman in gorgeous clothes stepped under the stairs behind her.
There was a trace of confusion in the eyes of the man in fine clothes. If he didn't make a decision as soon as possible, his journey might end here.
Seven hundred feet.
"Your heart is in harmony with heaven and earth, why would you go with filth?"
But the further you go down, the more rocks there are.
Before taking a breath for a moment, the halo dissipated. The woman in gorgeous clothes did not disappear here, she was still standing in the same place. The so-called vision of heaven was just a flash in the pan.
After that, a touch of rock would appear every certain distance, but that was the first name that appeared under the rock wall. Although I don’t know how it was carved, looking at the texture of the rock, it seemed that
It was scratched out with fingers.
One hundred and forty-four feet - Zhu Yun.
Yi Xifeng followed the footsteps of the younger generations under the white marks.
On top of the stairs is Yi Xifeng's figure lying on the white mark.
Just when I thought there would be any traces going on.
Eight hundred and seventeen feet - Zhu Yun.
But when doing things, don’t ask for names.
The halo dissipated, and the woman in gorgeous clothes held her head high. At her feet, there was a sword of heaven missing.
There is a way to borrow power.
"It doesn't have a source of water or a root of trees, so how can it have a path?" Yi Xifeng picked up a rock with his hand and moved it down half a foot again.
In his eyes, swords and kendo represent the ultimate in sassiness. Dressed in white, he can beat the snow, and his sword can reach millions. Even now, his body is still not stained by any dust.
Suddenly, Yi Xifeng seemed to understand something.
Yi Xifeng glanced at the large characters engraved on Caorong, his eyes became determined again, and he climbed down. It was not the seventh time he encountered that name.
Caorong Lu pursed her lips and continued to climb down.
"Hahahahahahaha, going with the flow is a small trend!" The woman in gorgeous clothes paused, then stepped on her foot again, "Today, let him see what it means - to reach the sky in one step!"
It is true that I am a body-refining warrior, but now I also feel a little tired. I feel that my physical strength is being consumed rapidly, and the fatigue is constantly eroding the will in my mind.
I looked down at the stairs exposed under my feet, and then at the rock wall mixed with soil and insects. My confused eyes gradually became firmer, and I found the path I should take.